Fantasia of the Inn Sleeping with Obsessions Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

I thought I was going to collapse. There were two looming arms stretching out from inside the closet.

Rutile: Well that got me…I thought they’d grab me the moment I opened it.

The arms looked as if they were seeking something, searching around me and Rutile. 

Rutile: Ah…are you perhaps searching for our bags?

Rutile gives it our luggage, and it delicately takes it into its arms, closing the closet door.

Thrilled, Rutile claps his hands.

Rutile: Amazing, it’s like they have someone working the cloakroom in these closets! It’s a spitting copy of a high class hotel!

I wonder if there’s more mechanisms like this? Master Sage, shall we open something else on the count of three? 

Bustling throughout the room in search of anything, Rutile is the same as a customer in line for a rollercoaster, expectations and excitement beaming on his face.

Maybe if it’s with Rutile, I could have a fun time making laughter even at this courage test of an inn. 

Akira: …It is a fresh experience. You don’t get the chance to stay at a place like this often. 

Rutile: Agreed, I’m so glad we came here with everyone. It really has been a while since we held a sleepover party! 

 

Wizards of the Sage lead busy days where they are always receiving requests and heading out on missions. 

This might be a good chance to get away from all that, if only for a short while. 

Akira: (This inn started out of troubling matters, but I hope it brings everyone comfort…)

Owen: …

Mithra: …

Owen: Why are we rooming together?

Mithra: Like I’d know. I just picked a random key.

Owen: Ough…this is the worst. Mithra, go sleep in the hall. It’s not like you’ll be able to sleep anyway.

Mithra: This room ish mine too. Bein able to fall ashleep in a bed is a raridy for me.

If I can’t, then you can waugh at me. 

Owen: What is it you’ve been chewing the past few minutes…it’s been twisting and turning inside your mouth.

Mithra: Didn’t the twins say so? Whatever food you think of is whatever food you will eat.

So when I thought to myself earlier that perhaps I’ll eat something, it’s that “Something” I’m eating.

Owen: Yes, and what exactly is that “Something”?

Mithra: Hmm. Something. Want some?

Owen: Absolutely not. Sounds gross.

Bradley: Why do they only have two-person bedrooms? The rooms at the manor still win over this.

Lennox: If you are uncomfortable rooming with me, you can ask a Northern wizard to switch with you. 

Bradley: Dumbass, they’re all sorry choices!

Damn it…I’m already all the way out here, so might as well. It’s easier to just take a bath and sleep…

Lennox: Bath…

Bradley: What? You were letting water into the bathtub earlier, weren’tcha?

Lennox: Yes. The pamphlet said the water contains medicinal properties that’ll heal any fatigue, so I let it fill the bathtub. 

Bradley: …There’s some magma simmering in here. 

Lennox: And it’s a purpley poisonous type. 

Bradley: Show me that pamphlet. Alrighty…

“Implementing an unusual kind of herb, a secret special concoction for a blissful bath you can only enjoy here at this inn. Warning: Staying in for too long may result in turning into stone.”

Bradley & Lennox: …

Bradley: Mr. Shepherd, you can have first bath.

Lennox: No…I’ll pass for tonight.

Mitile: Uuugh…even the rooms are super creepy…

These red stains on the curtains aren’t blood, right…? What if I get cursed from touching them…

Figaro: You’ll be fine, Mitile. You have me with you. Let’s take a breather and drink some tea.

Mitile: O-Okay…Wah! Is this chair made out of bone?

Chair: Don’t sit…don’t sit…

Mitile: It’s speaking!! I’m sorry I’m sorry…!!

Figaro: (Man, Mitile’s really freaked out. Is there any kind of mechanism that’s rated for kids here…?)

Oh! Have a look at this, Mitile! There are paintings on the ceiling.

Ah, and they’re drawings of some cute girls.

Mitile: Wow, there is! The girls are in a circle and dancing…

Huh? The painting’s…moving? It feels like they’re all looking this way…

Painting: Heeheehee!

Mitile: Waaaugh!?

Figaro: (That…didn’t work out.)

Spread out in our appointed rooms, the wizards were relaxedly…can I actually say that…spending their time. It was then that, 

???: Hello. Helloooo. Are you there? Can you hear me? 

Akira: !?

Suddenly, I could hear a familiar voice inside my head. It seems that Rutile was the same, his eyes blinking.

Snow: This is Snow and White. We are currently speaking directly into your minds. 

We did some searching and sensed something suspicious in this inn.

Because of this, we may have to cancel the sleepover party. 

Rutile: Huh?

Akira: Sensed what…?

White: We don’t exactly know what it is, but the inn owner is strange. 

I knew their voice was different. I first thought it may have been because of a cold, but even their attitude has changed. 

Snow: That wizard would usually speak to us so smoothly…

White: And they were much more submissive. 

Snow: In other words, something happened while we were away, so don’t let your guard down for the time being.

My heart began pounding at the unsettling news. Trying to calm myself down, I sit on the bed.

Snow: Listen, young ones. Make sure to keep watch of…

Akira: (Huh…)

My eyelids grew heavy. Shortly after trying to resist, I lost consciousness.

Rutile: …Sage! Master Sage!

Feeling my body being shaken, I opened my eyes. I can see Rutile’s worried face watching me. 

Rutile: Oh thank goodness, you woke up.

For some reason, the sleeping magic on the beds grew stronger…we were just fine earlier though…

Akira: Oh…right, I happened to feel so sleepy and…

Mithra: Aren’t you lucky. 

Akira: Waugh!?

I jumped awake from the deep voice that came from directly beside me. There was a grouchy looking Mithra spread out on the bed. 

Mithra: What are you doing, falling asleep alone? It’s envious that you have it so easy, being able to fall under this spell. 

Akira: Mithra, when’d you…

Rutile: He just visited! Mithra was the one who lifted the magic off you. 

Akira: You did? Thank you. So, why are you here…

In the middle of my question I remember. The twins had given us notice earlier. 

Akira: Were you worried about us so you came here…?

Rutile: My, is that so? Mithra, you’re so kind!

While Rutile and I were happily rejoicing, Mithra glared at us still lying on his side. 

Mithra: It was just that I couldn’t fall asleep in my own bed. Even though they said you could go to sleep within a mere 5 seconds…

So Master Sage, lend me your hand already.

Akira: Ah, so that’s how it is…

Rutile: Aw, we just praised you too…

Mithra: Well there was that notice from the twins. I thought I might check on whether you were still alive or not. 

Mitile has Figaro with him, so he’s fine.

After he said those words, the door to our room clanged and rattled greatly. It shook so strongly I thought it might break.

Rutile: Huh…!?

Akira: W-What is it?!

Quickly, Mithra got himself up, a bothered look on his face.

Mithra: What an unpleasant guest…can I kill them?

Akira: N-No, don’t do that!

As we spoke the door burst open and broke.

Mitile: Master Sage, Rutile!

Figaro: Oh good, you’re all okay.

Rutile: Mitile and Dr. Figaro? What is goin…

Mithra: Mitile, please duck.

Mitile: Huh?

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